I _knew_ it was rot," said Sarah, triumphantly.
"Miss Sarah retains the outspokenness of her recently discarded childhood, I perceive," said Sir Timothy, stiffly.
"Sarah!" said her mother, indignantly, "I said not unless they had their parents' consent.

I was not thinking of Lady Mary, as you know very well." "_Your_ people didn't say you were too young to marry at seventeen, did they ?" said Sarah, caressing Lady Mary's hand.
Lady Mary smiled at her, but shook her head.

"You want to know too much, Sarah." "Oh, I forgot," said Sarah the artless.

"Sir Timothy was your guardian, so, of course, there was nobody to stop his marrying you if he liked.

I suppose you _had_ to do what he told you." "Oh, Sarah, will you cease chattering ?" cried her mother.
"I hope you have good news of your sons in South Africa, Mrs.Hewel," said the canon, briskly advancing to the rescue.
Mrs.Hewel's voice changed.